Slowly taking in my body like its holy

For you I will be a ghetto jew and dance and put white stockings on my twisted limbs and poison wells across the town For you I will be an apostate jew and tell the Spanish priest of the blood vow in the Talmud and where the bones of the child are hid For you I will be a banker jew and bring to ruin a proud old hunting king and end his line For you I will be a Broadway jew and cry in theatres for my mother and sell bargain goods beneath the counter For you I will be a doctor jew and search in all the garbage cans for foreskins to sew back again For you I will be a Dachau jew and lie down in lime with twisted limbs and bloated pain no mind can understand Beneath My Hands "In my hands, your small breasts Wherever you move I hear the sounds of closing wings of falling wings. I am speechless because you have fallen beside me because your eyelashes are the spines of tiny fragile animals. I dread the time when your mouth begins to call me hunter. When you call me close to tell me your body is not beautiful I want to summon the eyes and hidden mouths of stone and light and water to testify against you.

On the night before he died, Christ gathered his Apostles in the upper room to celebrate the Last Supper and to give us the inestimable gift of his Body and Blood. Like all acts of the sacred Liturgy, the Eucharist uses signs to convey sacred realities. Sacrosanctum Concilium: Constitution on the Sacred Liturgy reminds us that "the sanctification of man is manifested by signs perceptible to the senses, and is effected in a way which is proper to each of these signs. It is by taking and sharing the eucharistic bread and chalice—"signs perceptible to the senses" —that we obey the Lord's command and grow in the likeness of the Lord whose Body and Blood they both signify and contain. The Eucharist constitutes "the Church's entire spiritual wealth, that is, Christ Himself, our Passover and living bread. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink" Jn The eyes of faith enable the believer to recognize the ineffable depths of the mystery that is the Holy Eucharist.

The priest shall examine the sore on the skin of the body; and if the hair on the sore has turned white, and the sore appears to be deeper than the skin of his body, it is a leprous sore. Then the priest shall examine him, and pronounce him unclean. But if the bright spot is white on the skin of his body, and does not appear to be deeper than the skin, and its hair has not turned white, then the priest shall isolate the one who has the sore seven days. And the priest shall examine him on the seventh day; and indeed if the sore appears to be as it was, and the sore has not spread on the skin, then the priest shall isolate him another seven days.

Wouldn't you believe Hell is not a place Hell is not a certain evil Hell is other people Or the lack thereof And their lack of love And their lack of love. Baby, while we're young I think we should do something crazy Like say fuck everyone And just run away from the daily Routine Yea, you know what I mean. Cause its been another perfect day with ya Wanna lay with ya Spend a night with ya And spend my life with ya Alright Yea you heard me right. I'll go everywhere you go I'll go everywhere you go, you know I'll go I'll go Everywhere you go repeat 3x. Baby while we're young We should just have fun We should just do whatever we want And tell everyone That we fell in love with each other Oh that we found the one in one another.